Disinter by Melissa Roxas Her red shorts were left in an abandoned shack a rag on the rotting wood floor the heavy screen door, shut the echo of her voice a scrap between the cracks… found a fingernail. It was said two women and a man were spotted somewhere along that road in a solitary […]
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[This poem was conceived and memorized by Melissa during her abduction.] Come before the Night Hour Come and Sing before Night Comes. I am Flame to the Body. The Incipient Wing that can’t Fly. The Open Skin on a Foot that Bleeds Black. Tonight I will learn to Die a Thousand Times and Be Resurrected.
Dearest Friends, The recent birth of my niece reminds me that life is something more than just presence, it is the earth rising inside of you, the earth that has been there since the beginning, but taking a different form. I started to think about all the other babies I had seen as a community […]